Hands in...

I fell.

Not asleep, but as I slept, yea I fell.

I saw it all, didn’t miss a think,

Didn’t even think to blink.

But I sink.

My lack of life,

My lack of company—

My lack of speaking, I hope more than I actually believe it.

It’s possible I know,

Just not for me it seems.

I guess things are meant to be taken away—

Only given on an accident. But I work hard, I swear.

I loved it not for what it is, but what it could be, I’m striving.

I’m leaning no longer diving.

Take my time, I even pray slowly,

Please hear me clear.

I’m always in need. At your earliest convenience—

We should meet… I joke but I ask you about it… Nothing changed so either you ignore me or …

But still, my hands in my pockets, my headphones loud, I’m in the dark…or so it seems...

I’m not finished…